Nothing

Nothing

Is nothing the same as not anything?
What about not nothing?
That's a double negative.
Which means it's something.
That depends on the meaning of "it", though.
I bet they know.
Who are they anyway?
It's a quandry.

Not quite on the moon, but...

So, another retreat down the chute. This time there was no cabin on the moon, but they made up for shear altitude by putting the building on the outskirts of the camp and having you walk down a two lane mountain road risking life and limb. Also there was a steady 35 degree incline, and oh yeah we were on the second story, and the climb was up a rotting wooden staircase, bitchen. All in all, a pretty nice place to flop.
As usual, there were some very good words shared. I was, and I mean WAS, looking forward to having some ale, and meeting up with Mr. Patron on Friday night but... dang, I don't often hear from the Lord, but I did Friday night after evening prayer. I really wanted the afore-mentioned fellowship, but again the Lord said that after hearing His word I was not to drink, but was to go to bed. You know I want to hear God speak into my life, but I want it to be at a time more to my liking. Wah.

OUR SHAMEFUL COUNTRY

As I drive around Los Angeles, the Valley, Santa Clarita I see various things and people. Some good and some not so good. We live, for the most part, in very comfortable homes. We have nice properties and are generally doing quite well by most worldly standards.

My point in this is that there are people that are less fortunate than ourselves, and we should do what we can to assist, to lift them up, to make, or help make them productive members of society. These people are not bad people, but we turn away when we see them, we try not to make eye contact, we don't want to admit that we are part of the problem. In a country as afluent as ours, why are there people who stand on street corners and freeway offramps with signs that state "hungry homeless vet". It is an abomination, with the way we tend to pamper our pets, that we cannot get these "vets" employed and off the street. Why, with their training and expertise, can't they open a vaccination clinic, or maybe get involved in the grooming industry. Yes, brothers and sisters, gather you animals and take them to a street corner near you TODAY! Let them apply their training in the veterinary arts, that they may get the heck off the darn corners and stop giving me guilty feelings.

Sarcasm and commentary

Thought I'd pass this on

A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can see from her nameplate that her name is Patricia Whack. "Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday." Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and that it's okay, he knows the bank manager. Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan! with some collateral. The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed. Very confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office. She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000, and he wants to use this as collateral." She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I mean, what in the world is this?"















(you're gonna love this)









(its a real treat)










(a masterpiece)













(wait for it)













The bank manager looks back at her and says... "It's a knickknack, Patty Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone."




(You're singing it, aren't you? Yeah, I know you are........)

Things you need to know

In the spirit of public service...

The Florida Department of Fish and Wildlife is advising hikers, hunters, fishermen, golfers and tourist in general to take extra precautions and keep alert for alligators while in : Alachua, Marion, Lake, Collier, Lee, Seminole, Osceola, Polk, Brevard, Putnam and Orange counties. They advise people to wear noise-producing devices such as little bells on their shoes or clothing to alert but not startle the alligators unexpectedly.They also advise the carrying of pepper spray in case of an encounter with an alligator. It is also a good idea to watch for fresh signs of alligator activity. People should learn to recognize the difference between small young alligator and large adult alligator droppings. Young alligator droppings are smaller and contain fish bones and possibly bird feathers. Adult alligator droppings have little bells in them and smell like pepper spray.

Thought for the day

Some people are like Slinky's... They're not really good for anything, but they still put a smile on your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.

Middle Finger

Middle Finger History Well, now......here's something I never knew before, and now that I know it, I feel compelled to send it on to my more intelligent friends in the hope that they, too, will feel edified. Isn't history more fun when you know something about it? Before the Battle of Agincourt in 1415, the French, anticipating victory over the English, proposed to cut off the middle finger of all captured English soldiers. Without the middle finger it would be impossible to draw the renowned English longbow and therefore they would be incapable of fighting in the future. This famous English longbow was made of the native English Yew tree, and the act of drawing the longbow was known as "plucking the yew" (or "pluck yew"). Much to the bewilderment of the French, the English won a major upset and began mocking the French by waving their middle fingers at the defeated French, saying, See, we can still pluck yew! Since 'pluck yew' is rather difficult to say, the difficult consonant cluster at the beginning has gradually changed to a labiodentals fricative F', and thus the words often used in conjunction with the one-finger-salute! It is also because of the pheasant feathers on the arrows used with the longbow that the symbolic gesture is known as "giving the bird." IT IS STILL AN APPROPRIATE SALUTE TO THE FRENCH TODAY! And yew thought yew knew everything!!

Sick and Tired

Man, I'm sick and tired, both literally and figuratively. I can't sleep, and I'm frequently pissed off because of it. And I'm definetely not going to take multiple classes in a semester again, this just contributes to my sometimes surly but otherwise sunny freakin' disposition. I have too many irons in the damn fire. I'm freakin' overwhelmed, and I can't find more time in my day. Even the simple things take all dang day now. I really want it to stop. Yeah, I know this sounds normal for a stay-at-home mom, but I do get to leave the house. Now I have cellulitus in my leg, big fun, bigger antibiotic crap to take. This getting up at 3:45 a.m. crap and getting to "sleep", CPAP not working properly, at or around 10 p.m. isn't doing wonders for my attitude either. The way I see it, since I haven't posted in so long, I can just piss, whine, and moan here and nobody will ever see it. Oh, here's something funny, I just got a B in a class where I have no clue what I was doing or what I learned. So now I get to take a course that I'm completely unqualified and unprepared for, COOL. I don't condone violent outbursts, but I believe I understand them...